"Have you met him? That's really a coincidence." Song Wenlong said calmly without any surprise expression, "Have you made an appointment with Mr. Bao? When will he be able to appraise him?"

"Tomorrow, the morning will pass." Of course He Chong would not tell lies. "I almost forgot if you don't tell me the appraisal. You eat first, I'll go and do something."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Chong walked into the bathroom with two plastic bags under his feet and the soft brush he had just bought. After a while, he heard the sound of "wavering" running water coming from inside.

After a long time, He Chong walked out of the bathroom, carrying a wet belt in his hand, covered with yellow and orange strips.

"This is..." Song Wenlong's eyes were very terrified, and he was stunned immediately when he saw it, "Did you buy it today?"

"Of course." He Chong smiled, "I met a store in the antique market today, and I was lucky. I happened to bump into this thing. I didn't expect it to be a pure gold strip from the Liao and Jin dynasties. I was so lucky."

Song Wenlong's eyes were almost falling out of his jealous eyes. He listened clearly in the monitor. In the end, He Chong only gave him five dollars. Although it was because of Bao Donghua's presence, he always thought that Why Chong was just trying to teach Xu Renbing a lesson, but he didn't expect it to be a real thing.

Not to mention five yuan or fifty yuan, this thing is a big bargain price even if it is 50,000 yuan. Even if it is not bought as an antique, the pure gold material and the quality of the best turquoise can be sold at a high price by polishing it.

"But Xu Renbing's store is full of fakes, how could you find real things?" Song Wenlong was jealous and blurted out the guy's name, and even revealed the quality of the goods in his store.

"Yeah?" He Chong frowned and said strangely, "How do you know which store I went to? I didn't seem to say it just now?"

"That..." Song Wenlong knew that he had made a mistake and hurriedly asked for a supplement, "You raised your mouth when you went to the bathroom just now, so I found out."

"Is that true?" He Chong's face was still a little suspicious, but he quickly threw it aside, then took out two other items, and smiled, "What about this, the crystal cup of Liao and Jin and the compass of the late Ming Dynasty, wow, this trip was not in vain, and at least it would have to make millions back."

It is absolutely nonsense to say that he is not jealous. He has worked hard all day to dig graves and fight for a year and only earns about one million yuan. But He Chong went out and came back one day to make millions. Song Wenlong really wanted to hit the wall now, which is so fucking so annoying.

As the saying goes, people are more dead and more valuable than others. If you look at yourself and then look at others, you can't describe it as the difference between Yunling. Both of them are simply invisible, and even if they look at each other from a distance, they can't see each other.

"Mr. He, look at this..." Song Wenlong said embarrassedly, "Can you bring me with you if you have the opportunity to get rich in the future?"

"Okay, but can you go?" He Chong was waiting for this sentence, "Aren't you afraid that your boss will be unhappy?"

"Go to the master. I have been with him for several years and I haven't taken anything. The one million yuan a year is a waste. It's clean after a few seconds of entering the casino." Song Wenlong rubbed his hands and smiled, "It's better to follow Mr. He to have a future, not worry or be nervous, and make money easily without pressure."

"This is true. My antique shop is definitely the largest in Binhai. It can earn no less than ten million yuan a month." He Chong started to whine, "Don't worry, I will definitely take you with me if I have the chance in the future. Why don't you go with me tomorrow?"

"No, let's forget it tomorrow, I still have something to do." Although she wanted to make a fortune with He Chong, Song Wenlong still did not relax her vigilance.

"That's it." He Chong said again, "It's actually very simple if you want to get rich. Do what we want to do this time well and be beautiful. Please help me think more and help me get some good things privately. I guarantee that you will never spend all the money you make."

"Really?" Song Wenlong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and even a little green light was shining.

"Why are you lying to?" He Chong said, opening the banking software on his mobile phone, entering the balance, and putting it in front of the other party, "Look at it yourself, this is just a bank card I usually use for pocket money."

"This... so much?" Song Wenlong swallowed hard. The numbers in front of him were a string of zeros. After counting carefully, it was actually more than 100 million. The key is that this is pocket money. Then wouldn't the real assets be so high that it's scary?

From the moment Song Wenlong cursed the BMW from the train, He Chong knew that this guy was greedy for money, so what he did in the past two days was to let the other party see his financial resources, generousness and ease of making money.

Although I don’t know what I can do with this guy, it is definitely beneficial or harmless to be able to successfully alienate them.

Of course, that more than 100 million is not He Chong's pocket money at all, but almost all his assets. They are just pretending to be in front of Song Wenlong, but now it seems that the effect is very good.

"Song Laosi, are you guys in Songchi City all year round? Otherwise, you can't have such an old house, right?" He Chong asked tentatively, "I think you have good eyesight. I guess your boss is also very strong, and you are quite famous in your industry, right?"

"Of course, don't look at us just digging the soil." Song Wenlong immediately became stinky when he talked about this, "but he is definitely the most awesome, especially our boss, who is respected by his colleagues..."

Halfway through speaking, Song Wenlong realized that he was so excited that he was a little too excited, and laughed dryly and closed his mouth.

"Mr. He, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early." Song Wenlong was very embarrassed and packed the finished lunch box, obviously talking about him.

"That's it, go to sleep." He Chong knew that he couldn't ask anything today, so he didn't say anything more. He turned around and returned to the house with his three items, and at the same time he did not forget to close the door and lock it.

The next day, He Chong got up early and took all the things he needed. Before leaving the door, he asked Song Wenlong if he wanted to follow him. In addition to his jealous expression, the latter waved his hands and refused.

It was less than eight o'clock now, so He Chong would not go to Bao Donghua's house immediately. He had a good breakfast first, then drove around for a while, added a box of gas, and saw that the time was almost over, then he passed.

As a wealthy man in Songchi City, Bao Donghua must live in a villa, and it must be the best villa area in Songchi City.

If it were He Chong, when he saw such a luxurious community, he would have been thrusting his mouth and constantly exclaiming, but after he saw the Kong family, all this became a cloud of clouds.

What kind of villa or luxury villa area? If you have the ability, you can also book a mountain to build a manor on it. Otherwise, don’t say in front of me that you are a rich man.

The same thing is true: people are more dead and lost!

When I came to the community where Bao Donghua was, the security guard recognized the Maserati and let it go without even daring to leave, which was quite convenient.

"Ding Dong!"

When I rang the doorbell of Bao Donghua's house, I saw this guy jogging out from inside, with a smile on his face. "Mr. He, I've been waiting for a long time. You're here. Please come in quickly!"
Chapter completed!